Spinning Into "Vertigo": The Bloom of Lomi Mae
There is something strangely thrilling about a song that refuses to come undone. lomi mae's second completed song, "vertigo", doesn't get your notice—it drags you under. Born from the strange tension of a summer festival of music—where ecstasy and chaos swirled together—"vertigo" documents that spinning zone between euphoria and emotional collapse. "Spinning 'til I fall down," lomi croons, remembering that childlike ritual of spinning round and round for fun—to the point that the ground starts to seem like too great a distance away. It's sickness and nostalgia mixed, sweet and unsettling.
There's a quiet brilliance in the way lomi mae assembles vulnerability into everything. "Phasing through the ground" isn't just a line—it's the line of dissociation, of watching your own pleasure shatter into fragments. She never explains the meaning of every lyric, but instead leaves it to your imagination. Yet, in every beat, there is intention. The outro is like floor dropping out—abrupt, distorted, both glitch and automated—reproducing the crash that became the song. Dizzying, floaty atmosphere, designed to mimic her spiral. The song fades softly into the next part of her upcoming EP, "lotus", as "vertigo" gives way to thread the string, a song inspired by the myth of the red string of fate.
lomi mae's journey is as interesting as her songs. Just a year ago, she challenged herself to dive headfirst into the world of music—a world into which she dove having no formal training, only a raw passion for live shows and the unedited energy that they held. From YouTube tutorials to illegal Reddit bashing, from Guitar Hero to Ableton, she pieced together her skills with drive and a need to know. Music production became her zone of experimentation late at night; bedroom pop became her discovery genre. "snow", her first track, came into being as a result of a situationship and an open piano roll—and poof, lomi mae was no longer a listener, but a creator.
Since then, she's been led by community, loss, and connection. A late friend encouraged her to post on TikTok. Fellow artist Lyncks became a collaborator and motivator. Each step, each track, pushes her sound further and farther in all directions—shoegaze to dark rock to glitchy dream-pop. Her record catalog is limited at the moment, but it's ridiculously divergent—and that's exactly the point. lomi mae is not chasing one lane. She's speaking for every version of herself. With "vertigo", she's infused emotion into atmosphere—and as "lotus" begins to bloom, it's clear her artistry's only just starting to sprout.
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